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Chapter 40

A Fine Poison Dragon Grass

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"Senior, please don't." Song Shuhang hurriedly stopped him. "Three days ago, Soft Feather had already sent two of my teachers to the hospital. One of them is still there, while the other was that British professor leaning on a cane whom Senior met just now. If you send a few more teachers to the hospital, anyone would find it suspicious."

"Huh? Soft Feather already did that? Tsk, this is troublesome. If I send another teacher to the hospital, it'll seem too abrupt." Medicine Master rubbed his chin, his face full of regret. "What a pity. Such a brilliant plan was actually used by someone else first."

Song Shuhang continued, "Besides, this isn't a good place to refine Body Tempering Liquid. My roommates could return at any time. If they found out that you dragged me here from the classroom to refine some so-called pills, they'd definitely send both of us to Dashi Mountain Psychiatric Hospital."

There was no need to doubt how "good-hearted" his three roommates were. They would definitely do it.

Medicine Master sighed. "That's why mortals are so troublesome. Little Friend Shuhang, why don't you sever your ties to the mortal world and join one of the sects in our group? The few sects in our group are all quite good and well-known throughout China. For example, the Great Luo Sect, World's End Wandering Temple, Spirit Butterfly Island, and Mystic Yellow Sword Sect all have great reputations among cultivators."

"I'll consider it." Song Shuhang nodded. Perhaps one day in the future, he would choose to join a sect, but not now.

According to cultivators, he still had unfinished affairs in the mortal world. His thoughts were not clear, so he was unsuitable for joining a sect and devoting himself to cultivating immortality.

"But you really can't spare any time this afternoon? If you really can't, I could arrange some accident and have the entire academy suspend classes. That way, no one would suspect anything." Medicine Master calmly voiced a suggestion that made one's heart tremble.

"Senior Medicine Master, please absolutely don't do anything so terrifying." Song Shuhang said seriously, "I only need to ask for leave. I've already prepared the leave slip."

"If you take leave, won't your studies fall behind your classmates?" Medicine Master asked worriedly.

Compared with an accident affecting the entire academy, which one is more serious: my studies falling behind?

"Rest assured. To catch up on the few classes I miss, I only need to borrow a classmate's notes. I've made great progress in my studies recently." Song Shuhang assured him.

Medicine Master said, "That's wonderful. Then let's find a place where we can refine medicine and start making the Body Tempering Liquid!"

"Why don't we look outside the school for a place to rent?" Song Shuhang suggested. He had already been planning to rent a room, so he could conveniently take care of it today.

"Mm, that makes sense. We really do need to rent a place. I may have to stay here for a few days, and it wouldn't be good not to have anywhere to stay." Medicine Master nodded. "Shall we set out now?"

Medicine Master was an impatient man, which was consistent with how he acted in the group.

"Sure, let's go." As Song Shuhang spoke, he took out his wallet and bank card.

When he retrieved his wallet, he saw the pot of Poison Dragon Grass beside his computer.

Thus, Shuhang asked, "Senior Medicine Master, you mentioned in the group earlier that you wanted to collect living Poison Dragon Grass. Do you still need some?"

"I bought some from fellow Daoists in the group, but their quality was only around average—not very good. They're a little below the quality required for my experiments, so I can only make do with them for now. Do you have Poison Dragon Grass?" Medicine Master asked.

"Here it is." Song Shuhang pointed at the Poison Dragon Grass beside his computer.

To be honest... Song Shuhang's luck was truly extraordinary. Fifty or sixty years ago, Venerable Spirit Butterfly had happened to use Poison Dragon Grass as the object anchoring his formation. If it had been some other medicinal herb, Medicine Master really wouldn't have lacked it.

Only then did Medicine Master notice the purple-black Poison Dragon Grass. "Interesting. I've been in the room for so long, yet I didn't notice this Poison Dragon Grass!"

Medicine Master had been in contact with medicinal herbs for over five hundred years. Even in the depths of the wilderness, as long as a spirit herb was growing there, he could find it with his eyes closed. Yet this Poison Dragon Grass had been placed right beside Song Shuhang's computer, and he had failed to notice it from the moment he entered the room until now.

What was so special about this Poison Dragon Grass?

Thinking of this, Medicine Master went over to it and began examining it carefully.

He sniffed it, pinched it, then plucked off a tip of one of its leaves and tasted it.

"Very good. This Poison Dragon Grass grew for fifty or sixty years in a place filled with spiritual energy and ghost energy, and it was once used as the eye of an anchoring formation. Its quality is above the upper grade. Since it was used as the formation anchor, it seems to have mutated and gained a certain ability to conceal itself. That's why it nearly fooled even me." Medicine Master smiled. This quality was exactly what he needed, and the mutation made it quite valuable.

Song Shuhang asked, "Does this Poison Dragon Grass meet Senior Medicine Master's needs?"

"It's precisely what I need... So, are you planning to sell this Poison Dragon Grass to me?" Medicine Master looked at Song Shuhang with a smile. "But let me make this clear first. Poison Dragon Grass itself is a fairly precious medicinal herb, and this particular plant is even more valuable. To put it another way, the two boxes of Body Tempering Liquid Soft Feather gave you aren't even worth a tenth of this Poison Dragon Grass. So, are you sure you want to sell it to me?"

"I have no use for it anyway. Besides, if not for the Modified Body Tempering Liquid Formula you freely shared in the group, I wouldn't have had the chance to truly come into contact with cultivation." Song Shuhang replied.

Medicine Master shook his head. "Even without my formula, as long as you stayed in the Nine Provinces Number One Group, you would sooner or later come into contact with the existence of 'cultivation.' As for the value of that formula, it differs from person to person. To Master Profound Principle, True Lord Rain Moon, and the others, the formula is highly valuable because their sects support large numbers of disciples. But you're merely an unaffiliated cultivator who has just begun cultivating, all alone. To you, the formula's value absolutely cannot compare with this Poison Dragon Grass."

Medicine Master carefully lifted the Poison Dragon Grass. Then, he brought his hands together, and the Poison Dragon Grass vanished without a trace.

Song Shuhang asked curiously, "A spatial ring? A storage pouch?"

"Not those precious spatial treasures. Spatial equipment like that involves the laws of space. A fifty-cubic-meter storage pouch alone would be enough to cost me my entire fortune." Medicine Master laughed. "This is merely a similar type of subspace spell known as a 'One-Plot Medicine Field,' which every alchemist masters. This method can only be used to transplant medicinal herbs; nothing else can be moved inside. Once your cultivation reaches the Fourth-Grade or above, you'll be able to learn this little trick too. It's very easy to master."

Song Shuhang nodded as if he understood.

"Speaking of which, I originally only wanted to find inspiration from you and perfect the simplified Body Tempering Liquid. I also planned to give you some pointers on basic sword techniques and meditation methods, and teach you to complete the Hundred-Day Foundation Establishment. I didn't expect you to prepare such a grand gift for me. In that case, I'd really feel embarrassed teaching you the meditation method and basic sword technique I prepared earlier." As Medicine Master spoke, he took out his phone and logged into the Nine Provinces Number One Group.

He wasn't the sort of person who would take advantage of his juniors. Song Shuhang had obtained a high-grade Poison Dragon Grass for him, so he planned to get Song Shuhang two slightly more advanced cultivation techniques... They had to be at least better than the commonplace ones he had on hand.

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